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I CAN'T SLEEP

作者: Aikohi
last update 公開日: 2025-11-21 02:34:08

I don't sleep.

Can't sleep.

I lie in the massive bed in my beautiful new room and stare at the ceiling, my mind spinning in circles that go nowhere.

I'm married to Ocean Moretti.

I'm married to my ex-father-in-law.

The thought is so absurd I almost laugh. Almost. But if I start laughing, I think I might not stop. Might tip over into hysteria and never come back.

So I just lie there. Staring. Thinking about how twenty-four hours ago I thought my biggest problem was hiding bruises. And now...

Now
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